Brittney
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I don't have the greatest relationship with my dad's side of the family. I haven't said a word to them and vice versa in over 5 years and I have learned to deal with it. My dad is a coward and would rather just not talk to his kids to prevent the opportunity for him to be chewed out by us. My grandmother is very manipulative and a liar and when I reached the age to realize all of this, I just lost ties with my family on that side for my own good, I am even going through the process of changing my last name from Bowling to Newton which is my mom's maiden name.
Well, Yesterday I was on Facebook and I got a friend request from my stepmom. I found this odd but I accepted. Shortly after that, my brother called me balling his eyes out telling me that my grandmother on my dad's side had called him and told him that my grandfather was in the hospital and on his death bed, and since he is in Knoxville, he needed to get there ASAP and say goodbye. Of course, I freaked and did something I thought I would never do in a million years, I called my father. Lucky for me, my stepmom answered. I asked her if it was true and she told me that part was, and part was an exaggeration.
My grandfather has apparently had Leukemia for the past 3 months. They have tried chemo 3 times and it has not worked. On further studies, they figured out that it is a new strain of the leukemia cancer, which they don't have a treatment for. His body has quit making blood, so they put him on a transfusion machine that pumps blood for him, according to my stepmom. They are trying to get his blood cells back up so he can fly out to Texas from Tennessee and go to the University's MD Anderson and do a trial study on him.
I can't miss any days from school. They give us 1 day of grief and that's it. I told my stepmom that and she understood but I just feel like a horrible person. My grandfather has done nothing wrong on that side of the family, if anything; he was the buffer, a very kind man. He's only 64, a retired Marine Sergeant, a retired Police and Fire Captain, and a wonderful grandfather.
Please, keep him in your prayers and hope that this place can make him better.
Well, Yesterday I was on Facebook and I got a friend request from my stepmom. I found this odd but I accepted. Shortly after that, my brother called me balling his eyes out telling me that my grandmother on my dad's side had called him and told him that my grandfather was in the hospital and on his death bed, and since he is in Knoxville, he needed to get there ASAP and say goodbye. Of course, I freaked and did something I thought I would never do in a million years, I called my father. Lucky for me, my stepmom answered. I asked her if it was true and she told me that part was, and part was an exaggeration.
My grandfather has apparently had Leukemia for the past 3 months. They have tried chemo 3 times and it has not worked. On further studies, they figured out that it is a new strain of the leukemia cancer, which they don't have a treatment for. His body has quit making blood, so they put him on a transfusion machine that pumps blood for him, according to my stepmom. They are trying to get his blood cells back up so he can fly out to Texas from Tennessee and go to the University's MD Anderson and do a trial study on him.
I can't miss any days from school. They give us 1 day of grief and that's it. I told my stepmom that and she understood but I just feel like a horrible person. My grandfather has done nothing wrong on that side of the family, if anything; he was the buffer, a very kind man. He's only 64, a retired Marine Sergeant, a retired Police and Fire Captain, and a wonderful grandfather.
Please, keep him in your prayers and hope that this place can make him better.
